Chapter 1174

And now the most important thing is to find out who is the most terrible person to capture aunt Tang!

Thinking of what the bodyguard Jiashan said just now, Noah stares and asks, "uncle, since aunt Tang met and negotiated with the man named Morgan, and then disappeared, would it be the man named Morgan who arrested aunt Tang?"

On the way back to the hotel with his uncle, he realized that Aunt Tang was missing and saw that uncle Tang questioned the bodyguard Jiashan. His brain was running fast and he figured out a line. He really suspected that Aunt Tang's disappearance had something to do with that Morgan!

Feng Xun nodded slightly. He was not surprised to hear the name Morgan from his nephew Noah. He said in a deep voice, "it's very possible..."

This Morgan is more daring than he thought. He contacts the little girl behind his back, and dares to use Kelly to threaten and force the little girl, so the little girl will find a reason to come to nice!

At the thought that if the little girl really fell into Morgan's hands, Feng Xun's eyes twinkled with cold light, and directly told the driver to drive to the spike club.

The old commercial building has been surrounded by Fengxun people, blocking all the exits of the building.

In the spike Club upstairs, several waiters have been taken by Jiashan, and they are all on the ground. They dare not move at all.

"Feng Shao -" Jiashan is still interrogating one of the receptionists. When she sees Feng Xun leading Noah into the club, she says respectfully: "we've sent people to surround the club. Even a fly can't fly out!"

"What about Morgan's people? Did you find it? " Feng Xun frowned and asked sternly.

"No, he should have left early!" Jiashan shook her head and replied in a low voice, "I've searched all over the club, but I can't find Morgan's figure!"

Feng Xun's eyes flickered. He looked down at the front desk interrogated by Jiashan and asked coldly, "where's Morgan?"

"I... I don't know who you're talking about..." the front desk was a young French woman. Seeing the surrounded posture, her legs softened and her face turned pale. She replied with trembling.

"I don't know? Morgan chose to negotiate in your place, and you said you didn't know who he was! " Jiashan is also a little angry. She grabs the collar of the front desk and asks.

"Forgive me, I really don't know anything... I'm a receptionist in charge of entertaining guests..." the young French woman shook her head, and her eyes were already flashing with tears of fear: "as for who the guests are and what their origins are, I don't know. The list of guests is also made by the old board himself..."

"Where's your boss?" Jiashan asked harshly again.

"The old... Boss is not in France now..." the young female receptionist cried. If she had not been carried by Jiashan, she would have knelt down and begged for mercy.

Jiashan didn't loosen her grip on this woman. Instead, she turned her head to Feng Xun and said hesitantly, "Feng Shao, it seems that this woman doesn't know the inside story, but since Morgan chose this place to meet with the young lady, I'm afraid she must have a private friendship with the boss here!"

Feng Xun answered with a low voice, looked around the environment, and then asked Jiashan in a deep voice: "you entered the box with the little girl. Do you remember the position of the box?"

"Remember!" Jiashan replied quickly.

"Show me the box!" Feng Xun orders. Jiashan nods and answers respectfully. She looses the collar of the woman at the front desk, looks down at the woman on the ground, and hesitantly asks, "what should this woman do?"

Feng Xun took a look at his nephew and said in a light tone: "Noah, you stay here and guard this woman for me. If you can, force her to hand in her boss's contact information and address!"

"Yes Little Noah answered without hesitation and watched Feng Xun and bodyguard Jiashan walk together towards the corridor of the club. Then he lowered his head and looked coldly at the woman front desk, who was still limping and panting. There was an unpredictable light in his eyes.

"Little sister... Are you the front desk here?" Noah squatted down, looked directly at the front desk, showed a lovely smile and asked.

"Children, I'm just working here..." when the young receptionist saw this five or six-year-old child, she was very terrible. Her big eyes flickered at her. She was relieved and tried to persuade him to let go with a smile.

"Little friend, you see my sister is so poor that I don't know anything. It's useless to stay here. Why don't you let my sister leave first?" She asked tentatively with a smile. She reached out and tried to take out the candy from her pocket. As a result, she did not take out half a candy for a long time!

"Little sister, you look really pathetic!" Noah nodded and agreed. Seeing that she was still searching for something in her pocket, she simply put out her little hand to hold her wrist, turned her head and asked naively, "little sister, what are you looking for?"

"Looking for candy..." the receptionist sneered. She wanted to take back her wrist from the child's hand. However, she found that his strength was so strong that he couldn't take out the pain in his wrist. She couldn't help looking at the little boy in surprise. She began to beat a drum in her heart.

"Children, let's make a discussion..." the female receptionist tried to show a friendly smile to him, raised her chin, pointed to the front desk office, and proposed with a smile: "there are some snacks and drinks. You can take whatever you want to eat or drink by yourself. Let go of your sister first, OK?"

Noah didn't look at the direction she was pointing. He shook his head and said, "but if I let go of my little sister, you will run away... You know, if you run away, my aunt's whereabouts will not be found any more?"

The female receptionist's face is constantly changing, so she can only plead for mercy: "little friend, I'm really innocent. I don't know why your relatives are missing. Why don't you go to the police and they will help you find your relatives?"

"Do you really think we didn't look for it?" Little Noah put on a cold smile from the corner of his lips, and put a little force on his hand. The receptionist let out a whine. She looked down at the dislocated wrist in horror, and found that her hand could not use any force. Then she raised her eyes and looked at Noah in front of her in disbelief.

How old is this? Can it be done?

"Little sister, I advise you to be wise!" Noah said that, from his arms, he took out the customized gun given to him by his cousin. The muzzle of the gun was directly aimed at the forehead of the female receptionist. His eyes had been covered with a chill, but the smile on his face still did not disappear.

"If you hand over your boss's information, maybe I'll persuade my cousin to let you go."